Текст песни Hecate Enthroned -  Centuries of Wolven Hunger   
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Give me the art of cheating and deceiving of thy dreams 
May each and all become the death of ancient winter screams 
 
Thus on her knees shall bequeath 
The cold, cold moon writhes under 
What thou desirest thou shalt obtain 
As the war begins, Jehovah be slain 
 
Darkness seeps upon abyss 
Shall victimise the serpents kiss 
Feast and drain thy goblet deep 
A silence torn unto defeat 
 
I wait for thee of killing spree 
The soul and pain both unredeemed 
As silence burns in witching hour 
As thou wilt seek to hear them scream 
 
Since thou hath made thy offering 
The truth be known of evening spring 
Who the chase by night preferest thee 
Misfortuned deemed uncertainty 
 
Thou who wakest in starry slumber 
Of the stars and of the moon 
The wolven screams of thy desire 
Of the horn thyself the huntress 
Huntress of the night forseen 
Of cloaking blackness too obscene 
Although our sight - ARADIA 
The dance in flames for thy slumber